The Little Shoemaker
In the middle of Paris, there was a small shoe shop owned by a hardworking man named Victor. Victor was a stumpy, stocky, middle aged man. Over the top hung a sign saying cordonnier which meant shoe shop in French. A large window took center stage a colossal amount of shoes were lined up in a wooden table. Fancy high heels, sophisticated boots and dainty ballet flats sat proudly on display. To the right off the door sat a shiny, golden door knob. If you ever opened the door, you would see a hard working man named Victor who had square shaped glasses, a bushy looking moustache and a mouth that was camouflaged by his thick, hairy facial hair. He was a good man. He loved his shoes every day he would dust his marvellous creations.
As Victor was hard at work, a lady came over, she had a mustard colour dress with white polka dots she also had a orangey coloured thick bun with two bulky eyes she had cute bow on the side of her dress. The lady was about to buy a pair of shoes she was happy about them she clapped and was just about to pay until...
A man in a red van with black wheels came and he had even better and cheaper shoes so the lady went to the man in the van. The man in the van was a tall skinny man he had the same colour hair as the lady, he had a long face, he had a bow around his neck, a hat on his head, he had a pointy nose, he had white gloves on, a black suit, he was wearing black shoes and he was holding a stick. The lady immediately dropped the shoes and went to the man in the van and brought even better and cheaper shoes.
That night there was a slight breeze a letter sliced through the door it was from his competitor to sell his shoe shop victor obviously didn't have many his money box the money box was empty he could get money by selling his job. Suddenly the shoes came and they were jumping up and down to show that they were also there to help. One of the shoes ran and got a plane white shoe with a tin of paint that night Victor spent many hours under candlelight trying to make the best shoes for his enemy. The shoes were jumping and making squeaky noises to show their support when every shoe in the shop was asleep victor finally finished his marvellous gold shoes ready to give them to his enemy.
The next morning Victor was ready to hand the marvellous creations to the man in the van. The man in the van was standing proudly. Victor cave him the golden shoes he had a little peek then he saw the golden shoes he throw the lid of the shoe box and amiddetly wore the shoes. When he put them on then suddenly… the man was running for his life. The paper floated in the air victor got it and ripped the litter and he was happy until another man came to fight against him.
The end
